Chapter 700 City of Angels? City of Hell!

However, Manmon was not satisfied with their worship.

He looked around coldly, and all the demons and devils kneeling on the ground trembled under his gaze.

Their faces were full of awe and fear, as if they were waiting for the next move of the son of hell.

However, Manmon was not satisfied with their worship. A trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, as if the worship of these demons and devils was as insignificant as dust to him.

"Call me, the Lord of Hell!"

He said viciously, his voice was cold and piercing, like a curse from the Netherworld. Every word was like a cold blade, piercing into the hearts of those demons and devils, making them shudder.

As soon as the voice fell, a demon just mustered up the courage and said in a trembling voice: "Praise you, the great son of hell, Manmon!"

However, as soon as his voice fell, he was locked by Manmon's cold eyes.

A trace of cruelty flashed in Manmon's eyes. His huge hand stretched out like an eagle's claw. The skin on his palm was rough and hard, as if it was carved from the hardest stone.

He easily caught the demon. The demon struggled in Manmon's hand, but couldn't break free like prey caught in a clamp.

A cruel smile appeared at the corner of Manmon's mouth, full of indifference to life and desire for power. He opened his mouth wide, and there seemed to be endless darkness and destruction in his mouth.

He swallowed the demon whole, as if he was tasting a delicious dish.

Then he began to chew it, making a "crunching" sound.

The sound was as sharp as a razor across the bone, echoing in this hell. Every demon and devil could hear the sound clearly, as if it was ringing in their ears.

They looked at Manmon's cruel behavior, and their hearts were filled with fear.

They knew that Manmon was not satisfied with them just calling him "Son of Hell", he wanted a higher status and deeper worship.

They began to realize that the ambition of this son of hell was far more than that.

So, they changed their words and said: "Praise you, great Lord of Hell!"

Their voices became louder and more awe-inspiring, as if they were going to dedicate their souls to this terrifying god.

Under Manmon's feet, the demons and devils surged like a tide.

They knelt and prayed, as if they were going to pour all their faith into this terrifying god. Their voices echoed in hell, forming waves of terrifying sound.

Manmon listened to these voices, and a trace of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

He knew that these demons and devils had been completely conquered by him. Their worship of him now was not only out of fear and awe, but also out of a desire for power and a vision of the future.

"Go, tell the mortals, we are here!"

Manmon's voice was low and terrifying, as if it came from the abyss of hell. He shouted to the hideous demons and devils around him, and his voice was full of unquestionable majesty.

Following Mammon's orders, the demons and devils surged in all directions like a tide, their figures looming in the darkness, as if they were messengers from another world.

Under their feet, there were dark cracks, which were the gates of hell that Mammon opened with his own power.

The dead air that gushed out of the cracks quickly spread to the entire world like a plague. This dead air was cold and evil, and it eroded every inch of land, every building, and even every living being.

Under the erosion of the dead air, the once prosperous city of Los Angeles gradually became unrecognizable.

Pedestrians on the street stopped one after another, with horrified expressions on their faces. They didn't know what happened, but they felt a strong sense of oppression that made them unable to breathe.

However, this dead air did not leave them any chance to escape. It quickly wrapped them up, making them scream and turn into a pool of jelly.

The ground was shaking constantly, as if something was waking up from deep underground. This force was so strong that the whole city seemed to be torn apart.

In the overcast sky, thunder roared, and lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the land shrouded in darkness.

Mammon stood on a high ground, overlooking the world he controlled. His eyes flashed with excitement, as if he had seen the future.

He knew that this disaster was just the beginning, and he would use his own power to turn the entire world into hell.

"In the name of me, Mammon, a new hell rises from here, and the dead souls fall, decay and die, becoming the power of me, Mammon..." Mammon's voice echoed in the world, and his voice was full of majesty and unquestionable determination.

As his voice fell, more cracks spread on the ground, and death poured out of the cracks, quickly covering the entire city.

All living things that came into contact with the death air screamed and corroded into jelly. Their bodies quickly withered under the erosion of the death air, and their souls were imprisoned in hell and became Mammon's slaves.

Every life in this city became the source of Mammon's power, and their pain and despair turned into Mammon's power.

On the streets of the city, the people who used to rush around have disappeared. Instead, there are groups of hideous demons and devils, which are rampant on the streets, devouring all the lives they can devour.

Their figures jumped in the darkness, and their roars echoed in the night sky, making the whole city fall into endless fear and despair.

In just a few breaths, more and more monsters entered the human world and gathered into a huge army of hell. They rushed to every corner of the city like a tide, shrouding the entire city in darkness.

Flames and black smoke rose up, accompanied by the smell of sulfur, obscuring the starlight and moonlight, making the already dark night even darker and darker.

The ground trembled in the vibration, as if something was pouring out from deep underground. It was the hell beast summoned by Manmon, which was raging on the ground and destroying all obstacles in front of them.

Their roars shook the earth and plunged the whole city into chaos.

In this disaster, people fled their homes and looked for places to avoid the disaster. However, no matter where they fled, they could not escape Manmon's control.

The whole city has become a huge tomb, and all life has disappeared. Only the demons and devils were left wreaking havoc in the city, enjoying the power and glory bestowed by Mammon.